Full-Time Magister: Summoning Eight Demons at the Start.

Chapter 41 The younger generation is truly formidable.

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"Yo!"

"The Heavenly Demon is truly awesome!"

"You're having a good time with the hail, aren't you?"

Lu Cheng stared at Xi Mu, who was squatting opposite him with a guilty look on his face, with a dark expression.

He was supposed to graduate tonight, but after having dinner with Tang Yue, on the way to the hotel, it suddenly started hailing!

It's getting heavier and heavier!

Depend on!

He possessed half of Ximu's Heavenly Demonic Qi, and at that time he clearly sensed that Ximu was up to something!

He had already intervened forcefully and stopped the hail, but less than a minute later, this guy started again!

Hailstones the size of a fist!

If he doesn't come back soon, this guy might just start hailing the size of basketballs!

"This really is an accident!" Ximu said in a panic.

"I was planning for it to snow, but... somehow, it hailed instead."

He used to be able to control the weather at will, but he really didn't expect this to happen.

This has never happened to him before. Could it be that he has dementia like the Holy Lord?

"Why are you making it snow?" Lu Cheng asked.

"Brother Acheng, it's me who wants to see it," Ye Xinxia said guiltily.

"Oh." Lü Cheng nodded.

"Then be more careful next time."

"..." Ximu.

I knew it!

You've chosen the right person to latch onto!

Life isn't about fighting and killing; it's about understanding human relationships and navigating social interactions!

If he can make this girl happy, he won't have to worry about Lu Cheng getting into a bad mood and sending him back to hell!

He'd rather be here comforting children than become an idiot in hell!

"Brother Cheng, why are you back so late tonight?" Ye Xinxia asked in surprise.

"Is there something you need?"

"I met an old man." Lü Cheng sat down.

"They said they saw my extraordinary physique and exceptional talent and planned to take me as their disciple, pass on their divine skills to me, and that when I one day rule the world, they could earn the title of Imperial Tutor, which would be enough to make their life complete."

"..."

"Brother Acheng, you haven't run into a scammer, have you?" Ye Xinxia asked with a strange expression.

Are there still scammers these days who use this kind of opening line to fool people?

"He's not a fraud, he's really capable." Lü Cheng took out the business card that Pang Lai had given him and handed it to Ye Xinxia.

"Look."

Ye Xinxia accepted the business card with some skepticism.

"..."

"Pang Lai?" Ye Xinxia was stunned.

"That Pomley from the textbook?"

The chief court mage of the Palace Magic Association, one of the top three summoning mages in the world, and one of the top ten holy-level mages in the country.

Lu Cheng shrugged. "It's that Pang Lai from the textbook."

After leaving the Mu family manor in the afternoon, he and Tang Yue originally planned to have some meat, but they had only walked a few steps when they encountered an old man.

Pang Lai, the Pang Lai from the textbook.

I heard he created Yalong, so I came all the way from the capital to take on apprentices.

According to Tang Yue, the reason he has been able to remain so peaceful in Bo City for the past two years is that he has not been coerced, bribed, or assassinated. Apart from the fact that she secretly warned him in the name of the Tribunal, the pressure from the powerful families in the capital was actually all blocked by this semi-forbidden spell mage.

A genius in the summoning system, this is clearly Pang Lai's destined disciple. Anyone who dares to touch him is going against the Palace Magic Association.

To be honest, he was somewhat surprised by Pang Lai's attitude.

He seems to have underestimated Yalong's influence.

While there are beings in Europe who can summon or contract dragons, this is almost always only possible after reaching a high or even super-high level, because their mental strength cannot sustain it.

For a novice summoner like him to successfully summon a wyvern on his very first attempt, no one would believe it unless they saw it with their own eyes.

"Brother Acheng, so you're Pang Lai's apprentice now?" Ye Xinxia asked happily.

Pang Lai, this is someone from textbooks, one of the top three summoning mages in the world!

"No, I didn't agree to him." Lü Cheng shook his head.

Ye Xinxia was taken aback. "Why?"

"I'm tired." Lü Cheng leaned back.

"If you become his apprentice, you'll have to go to the capital. I took you there a few years ago, and it's totally pointless."

For ordinary people, the capital city is both prosperous and the safest place.

But for a monk, the pressure there is unimaginable.

He must have died from overwork in his past life, and he doesn't want to experience that kind of high-pressure teaching environment again in this life.

Anyway, he's practically immortal now, so even if he encounters an enemy he can't face, he still has a shameless way to escape.

Hide in hell!

Thanks to the Holy Lord's actions, he can now use the Pure Yang Sword to send himself to hell!

And you can come out anytime!

In other words, hell is now a safe house that he can enter at any time.

The safety issues he was most worried about before are no longer a concern, so there's no need for him to cultivate day and night like before.

Striving is for a better time to relax.

Now that he can lie down, there's no need for him to go to a godforsaken place like the capital and compete with those arrogant young masters for women.

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

"By the way, you absolutely mustn't mess with the weather anymore," Lu Cheng said, looking at Xi Mu.

"The old man from Bocheng is a semi-forbidden spellcaster with very strong mental power. If he senses that you can control the weather at will, I'm afraid I'll be treated like a protected animal for research."

A semi-forbidden spellcaster's mental power can sense abnormal energy fluctuations!

Demonic energy itself is a special kind of energy, or rather, it is the magical energy produced by the fusion of natural energy and Ximu's own demonic power.

Weather is a powerful force; it's not just about rain or snow.

While Ximu's direct combat strength is indeed the weakest among the eight demons, his influence on the real world through his authority over the sky is second only to Zhou Lan, who can pull the moon down!

Even those like Qin Yu'er, who could only cause snowfall, were already feared by the world. At his peak, west Mu could control the weather changes of the entire Earth!

Heavy rain, blizzards, thunderstorms, droughts, low temperatures, and all sorts of natural disasters—if you pick any one of them and let it last for a few years, guess what kind of monster the Earth will become?

He didn't want to be targeted by those people from the Holy City right now.

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"Teacher, isn't that guy getting a little too cocky?"

On the other side, Pang Lai, who had failed to recruit an apprentice, was strolling through the streets of Bo City with his apprentice Jiang Yu.

"If a mere beginner mage is this arrogant, what will he be like in the future?" Jiang Yu said, somewhat displeased.

The chief mage of the palace personally traveled a long way to take on a disciple, and instead of being grateful, he agreed but refused. He really doesn't know what's good for him.

"Young people, you know," Pang Lai smiled, not angry at all.

He could tell what concerns Lü Cheng had. The pressure in the capital was indeed immense. That kid was still young, a prodigy, and it was perfectly normal for him to want to enjoy himself for a few years.

"Given his current condition, there's nothing I can teach him right now. We can talk about it again in a couple of years," Pang Lai said.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yu asked, puzzled.

"His mental strength has reached the third realm," Pang Lai said.

"..."

"The third realm?!" Jiang Yu was completely dumbfounded.

"Are you serious?"

"Oh, no, not the third realm." Pang Lai shook his head.

"He's about to break through to the fourth realm, and his mind-based talent is a bit exaggerated. He seems to have an innate ability to control others' emotions and thoughts at will, which is close to the talent of the Victims."

"Those whose mental strength is below his are basically no different from toys in front of him."

"..."

Jiang Yu stood there, stunned, his expression somewhat numb. "Third Realm? Mind-based? He's already at the mid-level?"

Pang Lai nodded. "Based on my nebula perception of him when I tested him today, those three nebulae have all reached at least the second level of the mid-tier strength."

"Three nebulae?" Jiang Yu was a little overwhelmed.

Just how many special talents does this guy have?

"Yes," Pang Lai sighed softly.

"Fire magic, summoning magic, and mind magic—to be able to cultivate all of them to this level at such a young age is truly remarkable..."

Floating? If he had that kind of talent when he was young, he would have floated too.

(End of this chapter)